Transcript

Still holding his pipe clamped between his teeth Chough addresses Florence.
"I'd better tie the beast up before he comes round!"
Florence climbs back to her feet, dusts her skirt and attempts to straighten her hair.
"Actually Gerald is with me. The "Villain" must has gone right past you... if we hurry we may catch him."
Turning she steps forward, then halts.
From the dimly lit stair well comes the glow of red eyes, the whirr of a tiny pump and the waft of urine steam.
"Not this way... Zombie dog!"
They turn to seek another route..
"Oh My!"
exclaims Chough.
"This path appears to be blocked. What a to do."
Out of the dark lumbers the wheezing bandaged zombie, a low growl filling the underground silence.

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It’s a cliffhanger.. trapped in a secret underground laboratory with a Zombie dog, and a Zombie/mummy/werewolf, Broadstairs raddled by psychotic drugs, and concussed, and armed only with a cricket bat. What will befall our plucky protagonists…

There’s an interview with Mike Mignola where he talks about just wanting to draw monsters, and the joy of Hellboy being that everyone is a monster. I’m hoping to steer Wychwolf a little more that way. It’s also about time we had a little action.

Music: BBC Audio Batman Knightfall, a superb radio series that I first heard years ago when working on a farm. Also She’s got a new spell – Billy Bragg, saturday Sun- Nick Drake, and Cosmic Dancer – T-REX.

Down, there in the dark, no-one can hear you scream, no-one but the eyeless, earless corpses, rotting in their tombs.

There’s some argument about what makes a Zombie… the zombies here are the result of fiendish experiments, more of which in future strips. But suffice to say there’s a tenuous link to scientific reality. The experiments on reviving dogs, replacing their hearts can be found on You tube, the chemical side of things, from the legend of the werewolf, which stems from ergot infection of ryebreads. These days ergot is used to create a drug that helps heart patients, Ergotamine, I had a friend who used to be a pharma salesman, and he’d say it had nutritional properties too.. If he sold it he got to eat.

Art stuff… Staedtler pigment liners on whatever paper was lying around, scanned and messed with in Photoshop elephants 4, on the mac.

I’ve been putting in some detail to the next part of the story… and whilst Adam has been obliged to change some of the Novel to match ideas in the plot synopsis… I’m changing some bits to reflect ideas he’s had…I’d like to change the next few pages, but what’s done is done. It’s in the queue.

Anyway, this fella here is a direct result of one of Adam’s ideas.. you can read his novelisation over at http://www.wychwolf.co.uk